Love and truth are vacant here
I have no faith in the future
and the future has no faith in me
One day we'll look back and laugh

Behind the bangs bends all
Once and forever never so small
From heart to heart
Winked one ever so smart
From honest houses drawn along the line
Bugs and beetles drawn from the hand of mind
Exploring sickly scenes and shuffling about
People turning within, and people turning out A place for vice-ridden, hounds, and winos
This place is on my mind all the time

In that wicked, wretched morning
I remember it so clearly
When I cried out
Look you have to hear me
I tried to pull away
Yes, I tried to save myself
But you cannot save yourself
When you want to be someone else
It was so clear

This is my penance
I cannot fulfill the dream
It is impossible to walk a path that leaves me glowing
As I’ve hesitated for far too long
So I drag myself along the permanent way
And slither down into suburban chasms
Grow angry, then bitter, then die of indifference
But the face finally softens as the burden is let go
And I entertain the thought that I could’ve done something more
And that my castles in the sky only needed scaffolding

put on nice clothes
and come see your friends
you've been alone night in and night out
and your thoughts have been masked
because your life has no more glory
let them come around
please let them see
who you are
and what you did to me